3rd Person

It'd been hours since the ghost had presented itself. Luke and Clyde were sitting on one side of the room, the girl (who till hadn't introduced herself) was sitting on the other side.

"She's so pretty." Luke mused.

"Beautiful." Clyde sighed in agreement. "Dude, she's totally mine."

"How?"

"I saw her first, that means I get first dibs."

"Surely it doesn't matter?"

"No, but in guy law it means you have to let me make the first move."

"But this law doesn't actually exist."

"It's social law."

"There's no punishment if this 'law' is broken so I could make a move and nothing would happen."

"Surely respect for your best mate would-"

"How do you know she's not got a boyfriend?"

"I don't but you've got to let me make the move and find out!"

"I don't even care anyway." Luke sighed.

"Stop talking about me." The girl shouted across the room.

"You could hear us?" Luke questioned.

"Yes. There's not exactly much else to listen to is there?" She silenced them both.

"What's your name anyway?" Clyde asked.

"Stephanie." She answered, hugging her knee's closer.

"So, if you heard everything we said, you could tell us if you've got a boyfriend?" Clyde presumed.

"I could, but I'm not going to." Stephanie sighed, standing up and beginning to pace.

"Why not?" Clyde pressed.

"Because I don't know you, I just," She hesitated.

"You just what?" Luke asked.

"I need you, to help me get out of this mess."

"You're right, you do need us." Clyde stood, sauntering over to her.

"What's your plan then Clyde?" Stephanie asked.

"That's Luke's job."

"Well then I only need him." She teased, smirking at him.

"Things would just get awkward if it was just you and him. I'm here to break the tension."

"You're just creating it though, aren't you? If you want to ask me out Clyde, don't beat around the bush."

"So you don't have a boyfriend!"

"Never said I didn't. It could be the reason I say no. Or it might not be. How do you know so much about head injuries anyway?" She changed the subject away from her love life, addressing Luke. "Surely you don't have any medical training? We're only in year 12."

"I watch a lot of hospital shows; I find them interesting."

"But you don't actually have the knowledge?"

He shrugged. "I google."

"Has anyone ever told you you're a little bit weird?"

"Repeatedly."

"But you don't know him! You don't know anything about him; maybe he's got 10 times the intelligence you have!" Clyde defended him when Luke failed to do so himself.

"Are you calling me stupid or him clever?" Stephanie asked.

"Both." Clyde was getting angry at how uncooperative she was being.

"Don't start arguing! That's what he wants! He wants us to turn against each other." Luke interrupted.

Stephanie sighed. "Fine, I don't have a boyfriend. I know he's really clever and I know I'm not that clever." She answered all the questions she'd avoided.

"How did you know we are in year 12?" Luke asked.

"I go to the same school as you."

"I've not seen you around." Clyde interrupted; not believing her.

"I don't have any classes with you."

"Surely we'd see you at some point?" Clyde questioned.

"Well that shows how observant you are." Stephanie stated sarcastically.

"Yeah but I'm probably the most observant person you'll meet and I haven't seen you." Luke interrupted. Again.

"That's why I chose her. Someone's got to pay attention to you at some point, haven't they Steph." The ghost reappeared. "I know more about her than she does."

"Who are you?" Luke asked. They noticed that Steph had tensed up since the ghost appeared and touched her.

"I'm not a Ghost, for those of you who thought I was." He glared at Steph again.

"An alien then?" Clyde asked.

"Not even that. Just alien technology. Nothing from your time stream. I'd say 'you wouldn't understand', but you, Mr Smith, might."

"So you're human? From the future. Must be using some sort of teleportation, a hologram of some sort." Luke mused.

"What? You sound like we're in a sci-fi movie!" Steph argued, still not believing what she was hearing.

"How else do you explain any of this?" Clyde asked. Stephanie shrugged; she hadn't thought of a sarcastic comeback for that yet.

"You're far more intelligent than I anticipated. I'll have to make this harder." The ghost like being snapped his fingers and disappeared.

"What's he mean harder? Does he think this is a game?" Stephanie asked.

"That must be it. The game must be to discover who he is and get out of here." Luke deciphered.

"Or die trying." Steph shrugged.

"I think we need some positivity from you." Clyde added.

"What's positive about this?" She asked.

"We have Luke, who's got a plan?" Clyde asked hopefully.

"I'm working on it."

"See! That's progress!"

"What progress exactly have we made?" Stephanie asked, not seeing Clyde's logic.

"Before Luke didn't have a plan, now he's working on one. We have a remote plan. That, my dear Stephanie, is progress." Clyde smirked, throwing his arm round her shoulders. She shook him off and left her arms crossed over her chest.

"It's getting colder." She stated.

"No duh, nimrod!" Clyde rolled his eyes.

"Will you two knock it off? I can't concentrate." Luke whined. Steph and Clyde glared and each other and Steph stuck out her tongue.

"You're so immature." Clyde scolded.

"Says you." Stephanie retorted.

"Shut it Steph!" Clyde found himself getting angry again.

"What did I say earlier about turning against each other?" Luke sighed.

"Sorry Luke." Steph apologised.

"Kiss up." Clyde muttered.

"Again with the maturity Clyde…" She mused.

"Do I have to split you two up?" Luke asked.

"No," Clyde answered. "We'll keep quiet."

"Go sit over there and get to know each other." Luke instructed. Clyde and Steph sat down next to each other and began to talk quietly as Luke completed formulating a plan in his head.

THIS IS SO HARD TO WRITE. -.- But I have a reward system for myself, so hopefully it will get written (yn). Eventually. Idea's or questions I could answer are always appreciated!